Welcome to my sweet heaven~~ These are some of my wild imaginations~~ Also, if you want to give me suggestions I can write on that too. This is only for desi stories. P.s. As mentioned in my name, die hard fan of warner and you will see a small touch of warner in every character of mine. Nothing else~~ Enjoy your reading~

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy. The one who will win the game is called. The Ace of Spades. _______________________________ " Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him. " Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it. I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible. They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward. My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand. A gun. _______________________ He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor. " From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced. ________________________ I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps. He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away. " Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear. " Keemat," he said and I look at him. " Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity. " Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me. " Palace" ________________________________ All the pictures are used belongs to their rightful owners.

Highest #138 in Romance 07/05/2018 Marriages are made in heaven! (I am not sure of that) But unfortunately, it's side effects; we face on Earth. And ... they resemble Hell. At times, all I want to do, is go back in time and slap that 'me' who decided to marry. At other times, I want to again go back in time and give the old 'me' a hug for deciding to marry her. And now, if anyone asks me about it, I would say that I am glad; there is no time machine to take me to past. I just want to enjoy falling in love with the crazy girl in present and continue falling in love with her in future. .... Join me on my journey with my arranged love ...

Arranged marriages are common in India. Anju, a girl from a small village in India, dreams about love marriages. She is forced into an arranged. She basically has no clue about the guy. Lets find out how her life turns out!! This is my first story. It may contain lots of mistake. Please give it a try

•||Book one in Royalty series ||• The Tales of Rakshatra #1 Zravasaya X Tanirika When one of the strongest kingdom on earth is abducted ruthlessly by the barbarian prince from the Romania, The other kingdoms make a decision of signing a treaty with the ruthless empire by offering their princesses as a bride for the greatest king of the Rakshatra. Born with the royal blood webbed in the clutches of slavery a fire ignited with another to write one of the most enchanting love sagas in history. "Marrying one of the princesses was a political arrangement but it became my possession when my eyes fell on you. " All rights reserved © Aditi_Singh